I don't have time to do anything fun with this topic; this is hell week, 2009 version, and please picture me leaping onto my horse and galloping off in all directions.
But I am cribbing a poem - this is a Restoration English poet but he writes more like a late Elizabethan, but with lots of gloom and doom. This excerpt, however, is from 'To A Bride' and he let himself be happy. Here is his wish for the bridal couple and mine to all of you.
Let all thy joys be as the month of May,
And all thy days be as a marriage day;
Let sorrow, sickness and a troubled mind
Be stranger to thee, let them never find
Thy heart at home.
lovely May sentiments
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thank you. i love it.
ReplyDeletemy hell week is next week. or maybe it was last week. hopefully it won't be this week. ;) Hope yours ends well, with a joyful leap into May.
May already? Nice words and thoughts. And your header is cracking me up!
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